Chapter 287 The Farmer
Mu Lan looked at the farmhouse in the distance. There was a small yard there. The earthen house was covered with thatch, which looked old and dilapidated.

However, since there are people living there, it means that the environment is not too dangerous. Mu Lan greeted everyone and hurried there quickly.

Sensing over there with mental power, Mu Lan found that there was no one in the farmhouse, and a fire was being lit for cooking in the house, but the owner was gone.

Lin Yiyi came outside the yard, formed a trumpet with her hands, and shouted at the top of her lungs.

"anyone there?"

"No one." Mu Lan shook her head. She had sensed it inside and out just now, and the farmhouse was indeed empty.

"Huh?" Lin Yiyi said strangely: "But I can smell the aroma of rice."

"Maybe I have something to go out." Zhao Ziyu said, "Would you like to wait here?"

Ah Feng seemed to have noticed something, and looked in one direction sensitively.

"Listen!"

Mu Lan followed his gaze towards the valley, but neither saw nor heard anything.

"What did you hear?"

Ah Feng took out the Desert Eagle from the storage space, and said softly: "The cry of a wild beast."

This sentence put everyone on alert, Lin Yiyi immediately took out the short bow, Huang Luo, and hurriedly asked, "Where is it?"

Ah Feng didn't say much, but walked straight in that direction.

Everyone followed him around an undulating hill, and the beast's voice became clearer. Mu Lan sensed two fast running figures at the same time.

A man is fighting with an animal. The human holding a hatchet should be the farmer here, and the animal confronting him is a wolf.

Lin Yiyi tried hard to distinguish between the two shadows, then raised her short bow and asked Huang Luo, "Do you want to help?"

"Of course!"

When approaching the farmer, Mu Lan noticed that he was about 40 years old. He was wearing a coarse cloth jacket, probably because of the perennial farming. His skin was dark and rough. The most interesting thing for her was that the farmer wore a The hair is in a bun and the coat on the right side of the clothes is obviously an ancient costume.

"It seems that I don't need my help." Lin Yiyi pointed at the farmer with a surprised tone.

When the wild wolf pounced on the farmer, the farmer turned over and dodged cleanly, and staggered his position. Taking the opportunity, he swung the hatchet with his backhand, and blood splattered immediately.

This wild wolf was a bit bigger than the one Mu Lan had seen on TV, almost the same size as the beast in [Hunting Season], with fierce eyes, exposed canine teeth, and a ferocious threatening sound.

However, it did not gain any advantage during the fight between the two sides. Instead, it was injured by the farmer's hatchet, leaving numerous large and small bloody wounds on its back.

The wild wolf howled after being cut in the back, and his movements slowed down, but the farmer seized this opportunity and rushed straight up, grabbing the wolf's throat with the hatchet.

"I'll go, are the natives here so good?" Zhao Ziyu dared not answer.

"The aura here is very strong." Mu Lan said.

"That's right, it's really rich. I found it as soon as I entered." Zhao Ziyu thought, "I thought Yunfu Mountain outside was a good place to contain spiritual energy, but I didn't expect that this is the real blessed place for cultivation."

"That's not surprising." Mu Lan looked at the one man and one wolf in the fight, and the farmer had already gained the upper hand while speaking, and the seemingly random slashing was actually quite methodical, chopping up the wild wolf with bruises and wailing. , the battle was over without even the Nirvana team taking action.

The wolf lay dangling on a pool of blood, and the farmer holding a bloody hatchet looked at them.

"We want to help." Mu Lan walked forward and showed a kind smile, "I didn't expect you to be so skilled."

The farmer looked at Mu Lan and the others with a somewhat confused expression. After a moment of silence, he knelt down and ended the wild wolf's life with a hatchet.

He dragged the wolf's body and walked slowly, with a vigilant expression on his face. When he got a few meters away from Mulan, he stopped and took another careful look at everyone.

"Who are you? When did you come to my house?"

Mu Lan controlled her smile, trying to be polite and harmless, she said: "The few of us met for an excursion and study tour, happened to pass by Guibao Land, just wanted to ask for a bowl of water, and rest for a while."

"Study trip?" The farmer was stunned, "Come to a remote place like ours?"

It may be that Mu Lan and the others look young, and they don't look like any villains. The farmer hesitated for a moment, and said: "I haven't entertained guests in this valley for many years. If you are passing by, then come to my house." Sit down."

"Thank you, uncle!" Lin Yiyi smiled sweetly.

Back at the farmhouse again, the farmer seemed to be the only one living here. He didn't expect guests to visit him, so he tidied up a bit embarrassedly, then put a plate of taro-shaped things on the table, and filled four broken porcelain bowls. full of water.

"I have nothing to entertain you here." The farmer smiled, "Don't dislike it."

"No, no." Lin Yiyi immediately waved her hand, curiously picked up the piece of "taro" and smelled it.

"Which sect are you young masters and misses?" The farmer looked at Mu Lan and the others. Except for their strange clothes, these young people were all thin-skinned and beautiful-looking. Not at all like a farmer like him who is busy making a living.

"We." Mu Lan followed the farmer's words and casually made up a reason, "It's true that we kept it from our family. We got lost in the mountains and just happened to meet you."

Mu Lan glanced at everyone's clothes, and changed into more classical outfits when she arrived at Yunfu Mountain Villa. The aristocratic family's life is closer to the ancients, which may have something to do with this reincarnation world.

The farmer still had doubts, Mu Lan immediately said: "We are not familiar with the place where we live, and we don't even know where it is. We want to go to the nearest city to replenish supplies. If we didn't meet you, I'm afraid we would have to stay in the wilderness. "

They are newcomers and don't even know what the world is like, so Mu Lan can only pretend to be lost, to see if she can get some words out of the farmer's mouth.

"This is Mount Sanqing, and the nearest city is Bishui City." The farmer looked at Mu Lan puzzled, "Although this Bishui City is not the most prosperous place in Dongji Prefecture, it is already quite famous, don't you know this? Is it from overseas?"

Zongmen, Sanqing Mountain, Bishui City, Dongji Prefecture, Mu Lan thought about these names without showing any flaws on her face, but slowly looked at Zhao Ziyu.

"I don't really know that because we're from."

Zhao Ziyu pretended to be a cover-up and said: "Stop, we sneaked out without telling the sect elders, don't reveal it to outsiders."

The two sang together, creating an appearance of a young master and lady who ran out of the sect for fun. The tacit cooperation made Ah Feng shake his head and laugh.

"Is it really from overseas? No wonder." The farmer looked at the words and deeds of several people, made up a reasonable inference, and then pointed to the dried goods in the yard.

"It just so happens that I'm going to visit Clearwater City at noon. If you want to enter the city, I'll take you along."

(End of this chapter)

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